Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Chapter 208 The Birth of an Acquaintance

"He Ye, please continue looking for your wallet here. Let's go over and see what happened."

Seeing that a crowd had gathered there, Hattori Heiji, who knew what must have happened, kicked Kazuha and Xiaoran out of the umbrella, then picked up Conan, who was standing next to Shibata Hideo, and held it up with Mouri Kogoro. Holding the same umbrella, he hurried towards the crowd over there.

"Uncle, call an ambulance quickly."

Relying on his extraordinary physical fitness, he passed through the crowded crowd and what caught the eyes of the three people was a man lying under the castle tower wall, with some firelight and green smoke emitting from his body. He was paralyzed on the ground at this moment. , one hand was raised towards the sky, as if wanting to grab something.

Hattori Heiji shouted quickly, then picked up Conan and ran to the checkmate's side.

"what's going on?"

Seeing that the other party was hopeless, Hattori Heiji took off his coat, extinguished the flames on his body, and asked loudly, trying to judge whether this person's death was an accident or murder?

But this is because Miyamoto Kiyoshi didn't come over for a long time. Otherwise, the nature of the incident would have been determined immediately. With the three major Shinigami present, how could there be any chance of an accident?

"Nobunaga...Nobunaga!"

Seeing someone finally coming to his side, the half-dead man used his last bit of strength to speak vaguely in a hoarse voice.

Later, when he finally grabbed the umbrella in Hattori Heiji's hand, the other person's eyes suddenly closed, and his outstretched hand fell to the ground feebly along with the raindrops falling from the sky, becoming completely familiar.

"Is that Yuji?!"

Suddenly, a panicked shout came from behind Hattori Heiji, who was thinking about what the other party was talking about. He turned around and found that the person who just spoke was the tour group he had just met in the morning. people.

"What's the matter? Is it possible that you know him?"

Hattori Heiji immediately ran to them and asked loudly.

"Yes, he is the Toyotomi Hideyoshi we have been looking for this morning. His real name is Kato Yuji."

"what?!!!"

Hattori Heiji turned back in disbelief and looked at the burned man lying on the ground.

"Brother Heiji, I think what they said is right. This person should be the Toyoda Hideyoshi they were looking for this morning. There is also a parasol flower badge on his left chest that belongs to Toyotomi Hideyoshi. This should be unmistakable. "

"Come here alone and check to see if he is your lost companion."

"Okay, but who are you?"

Upon hearing Hattori Heiji's request, Katagiri Maho, the female among the four, first responded and then asked doubtfully.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce you to everyone. My name is Hattori Heiji, and I am a high school detective."

"Hattori Heiji?!!!"

Somehow, when they heard what Hattori Heiji said, the pupils of the four of them shrank involuntarily, and then returned to calm.

"It's unmistakable, he is Kato Yuji. When we parted this morning, he was wearing this suit."

After checking the other party's clothes and looking at the other party's blurry face, Katagiri Maho said with certainty.

Because the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters was nearby, soon, Officer Otaki, who had just finished his duty yesterday, arrived here and began to examine the deceased on the ground.

However, this work is obviously redundant, because what they need to do has been done for them by Hattori Heiji and Mori Kogoro not long ago, and then they also informed Officer Otaki of what they learned. .

……

"Have you heard? There was a man on fire over there, and then he fell down the city wall."

Gossip has always spread the fastest. It has only been five minutes since the incident. The aunts on the commercial street have already started to spread word of mouth about what happened there, and even made up some bizarre stories about it.

"Huh? Is it okay if it cools down so quickly?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi raised his eyebrows when he heard the gossip.

Then, after the group bought a few more umbrellas, they rushed towards the crowd.

"Where's Conan and Heiji?"

With Hideo Shibata's figure, the group of people squeezed into the middle of the crowd smoothly. Xiaolan asked Mouri Kogoro curiously.

"Oh, them. They said they were going to investigate the crime scene. It should be up there now."

As he spoke, Mouri Kogoro pointed to the eaves above the castle tower. At this time, Hattori Heiji was hanging Conan with a rope and slowly lowering him.

"What, did you find anything?"

When Conan started searching on the eaves, Hattori Heiji couldn't wait to ask.

"I saw a lot of tiny pieces, and there's a lighter here."

As he spoke, Conan wrapped it in a handkerchief and picked up the lighter on the ground. He found that the mark under the lighter was not a rectangle that looked like the lighter, but a 1/4 circle fan shape. Obviously, this lighter It was put up after it rained for a while. There were other objects that should have a circular shape originally placed in this place.

Then, after collecting all the things scattered on the eaves, the two came downstairs and handed over all the collection tasks to Officer Otaki, while refuting the suicide hypothesis put forward by Kogoro Moori.

"It's such a tragic death. It's really unfortunate that I encountered a gang of Death while traveling."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Miyamoto Kiyoshi shook his head, and then walked to a few people.

"By the way, can you show me that phone? Maybe I can salvage some information."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa looked at Officer Otaki with a smile.

"this?..."

"Officer Otaki, just give him the phone. In the whole of Japan, if he can't find the information in this phone, no one can."

Seeing the confusion in Officer Otaki's eyes, Hattori Heiji dissuaded him.

"Okay, Mr. Miyamoto, I'll leave it to you!"

After hearing what Hattori Heiji said, Officer Otaki no longer insisted and directly handed the phone, which had been exposed to fire and rain, to Miyamoto Kiyohisa.

“Really, what age is it? You’re still using such a retro push-button phone, and it’s the kind that doesn’t have a memory card.”

"It's hopeless. The templates that store data inside have been burned and melted. The materials used are really poor. Really, I don't even know who is producing these mobile phones."

After tinkering around and quickly disassembling the phone, Miyamoto Kiyoshi shook his head and criticized the manufacturer that produced the phone.